." That bad…eh
.
Then the moose
abuse, rampant aboard
HMS Noah’s Ark
sent shock waves
–vibrotactile elephant vocalizations*
(*In the interest of not being accused of plagiarism, this phrase was borrowed from a news story in NYTimes’ Science section today–and is a real phenomenon being studied by real scientists. It just seemed right for this story as I read it, so I used it.)
—rapping the knuckles
like dominatrix housewives
wielding feather dusters
billowing phosphorescant dust
over useless husbands
with rapped knuckles.
.
"Anyone seen…wotsisname
That kind of deviant behaviour occurred all too frequently in the RED LION, MR B. That’s one of the reasons the police closed it down. I’m not referring to plagiarism, Mr B.
fluff
?" asked whoeverheis. Silence.
[And what is up with all this chitty chatter people? It’s distracting. I need all my concentration for this much complex and brain-wearing three word story!] 
Ah get over yourself, I never read the rule book, and besides, rules are made to be broken. Now get back to the three word story!
Sardines drove by
Ahhh chéri 8) ma petite harpy grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
Le D 
Mere d’ Lucifer! Shall I give this trois mot idiotie…how you say…a go…eh? Hmmm…
in Hansom cabs
traveling to Mamungkukumpurangkuntjunya
(blows a kiss to the french freak 
BTW: the sardines are going to Le D’s home)